Testo Sunday Morning Cereal

Stand back, oh yeah
Sunday mornin' cereal
Stand back, oh yeah
Sunday mornin' cereal
Get up
Stand back, oh yeah
Sunday mornin' cereal
By the time I'm 23
I know where I gotta be
I'm begging for you, please
'Cause I'm on my hands and knees
I'm spreading like disease
And I try and cut it down
And you treat me like a tree
Like I'm the only one around
I guess it's up to me and you
Choosin' what we wanna do
But I never have a clue
'Cause I never think it through
You treat me like I'm dust and I'm floatin' in the air
You think that I'm a monster and I never really care
Sunday mornin' cereal
Get up
Stand back, oh yeah
Sunday mornin'

Now I'm missin' you
What can I do?
It only seems to change
Will you ever come back to me?

Sunday mornin' cereal
Get up
Stand back, oh yeah
Sunday mornin' cereal
Stand back, oh yeah
Stand back, oh yeah
Stand back, oh yeah